In the name of his classmates, the head teacher finally designated Zhu Mingli again to become the class leader of Class 4.

Seeing Zhu Mingli's dazed and reluctant face, the head teacher was angry and funny in his heart, and then ignored him and began to choose other class cadres.

The remaining positions of these squad cadres don't want to be as deserted as the squad leader.

Those who can be admitted to a high school, whether they are promoted from junior high school, or those who choose a school and are oriented, although the score is lower than that of the unified enrollment school, their academic performance is not bad, and some people even fall behind.

When these people were in junior high school, they were at least a subject or something, and they were actually a little arrogant in their hearts.

Moreover, the election of other class cadres does not want to be like the squad leader, and there is an embarrassing existence like Zhu Mingli, so many people are very enthusiastic.

In the end, after nearly half an hour of election and selection, the election of the first class cadres of the fourth class of the senior year was completed.

In addition to Zhu Mingli, the class leader, Zhao Yue was elected as the representative of the geography department, Ye Heng was elected as a member of the labor committee, Wu Xinyan was elected as the representative of the language class, and Shi Liya was elected as a member of the study committee at the same table.

After the class leaders were selected, the class teacher began to adjust the seats.

However, at the beginning, when everyone sat on their own, they sat in the right position according to their height, so except for a few people who adjusted it slightly, everyone's seats were set.

Afterwards, the head teacher announced the end of class.

Everyone put their books in their desks and left the classroom with their uniforms in their arms.

"Alas, Zhu Mingli ......" Zhu Mingli was walking outside, and Wu Xinyan took two steps to Zhu Mingli's side.

"What?" Zhu Mingli turned his head with a smile, "What's the matter?" Zhao Yue, who was walking with Zhao Yue next to him, smiled at Zhu Mingli and left quickly......

"Congratulations, the novel is on the shelves!" Wu Xinyan hugged the school uniform and smiled, "I took a look at it in the morning, and it seems that the grades are very good!"

"Hehe......" Zhu Mingli smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, mix up some living expenses......" I didn't expect my sister to be paying attention to her novels, and Zhu Mingli was even happier in his heart.

"Huh......" Wu Xinyan glanced at Zhu Mingli with disgust, "It's not as simple as mixing up living expenses, I calculated it privately, even if there are only 1,000 people subscribed, you won't have to worry about living expenses for three years of high school, not to mention that the number of real subscribers is more than that!"

Glancing at someone who was smiling, Wu Xinyan said with some annoyance, "I didn't know about you, but now I know, how can you embarrass me to ask my parents for money for everything......

Indeed, as a girl who has been among the best in her studies since she was a child and has a very outstanding appearance, although she is approachable to others, Wu Xinyan is actually a little proud in her heart.

But in front of Zhu Mingli, the pride in Wu Xinyan's heart was completely lost to the Jawa country, and the competition between students, the most important thing is to compare academic performance, but Zhu Mingli, who was originally only in the middle and upper reaches, only took a year to catch up with her, and then the high school entrance examination directly took the first place in the school.

In addition to academic performance, most of her peers are running on the starting line in other aspects, writing novels and publishing, using manuscript fees to help their parents open a store, and the online store, she knows from the side that the online store that only needs a computer has a net profit of more than 100,000 a month!

In comparison, Zhu Mingli said that writing online novels to mix up living expenses does not seem to be modest......

"It's okay, I'll raise you!" Zhu Mingli almost blurted out this sentence, but reason overcame impulse, and he said with a straight face, "You can't think like that, I'm just an exception."

We are students now, and the main task is naturally to study and then get into a good university. For parents, this is what they most expect to see.

Moreover, when you graduate from college and find a good job, are you afraid that you won't be able to earn money and repay your parents?"

"I understand everything you said, it's just a little lost...... Wu Xinyan pursed her lips, and then said to Zhu Mingli something she had been thinking about for a long time, "Alas, how about you say that I also write novels on the Internet? I don't want to become a so-called god, I can be like you said, I can earn a little life and be satisfied......"

"Uh......" Zhu Mingli glanced at Wu Xinyan in surprise, he didn't expect her to have such an idea, and to be honest, as a person who has come over, Zhu Mingli knows how difficult it is for novices to write novels.

But he couldn't hit her, so he suggested, "Yes, the study tasks in high school are very heavy, and writing novels to change your brain after class is also a good way to relax."

But the most important thing about this web novel is that it is updated and stable.,You see, since I uploaded the novel.,Three updates that can't be touched every day.。 The three young men of the Tang family, the platinum god of online literature, have never been updated since the first book was uploaded. Not to mention on the shelves, major holidays are exploding.

So if you want to write an online novel, don't think about publishing it online at the beginning, plus we study and live on campus, you can usually write it in a notebook first, or even upload it to the website after you finish it.

In addition, I remember that your writing is very good, and you can develop in the direction of more traditional youth literature writers, which is not as demanding as online novels, which is easy and has a lot of fees, and the prospects are no worse than writing online novels.

I know people in magazines and publishing houses, although they are science fiction, but after all, they are a circle, and they can help you submit articles when the time comes. ”

Wu Xinyan looked at Zhu Mingli and said with some eagerness, "Originally, I just had some ideas, but hearing you say this, my idea is even stronger." Okay, I'll give it a try, and you, as a full-fledged writer, will have to give me a lot of valuable advice. ”

With the success ......of "The Martian" and "Wasteland", although now Zhu Mingli can also be a famous science fiction writer with a bright and undisputed hat, Zhu Mingli does not have this consciousness, and still considers himself a codeword writer.

"Excessive modesty is pride......," Wu Xinyan said, "By the way, you just said that the main thing about online novels is to update, and now that you live in school every week, you definitely don't have time to write novels, so what about your updates?"

"It doesn't matter, I coded words every day during the summer vacation, and there were a lot of manuscripts saved, enough to update for a long time. Zhu Mingli showed off a little proudly, "Actually, I have almost written this novel, and the rest of the content will be written on the weekend, and it won't be long before I finish it!"

"What? so fast!" Wu Xinyan was taken aback, shocked by the speed of Zhu Mingli's creation, "You have updated this novel with more than 400,000 words, and the protagonist has just laid the foundation, according to this situation, your novel must have more than one million words!"

You've written a million words in one summer vacation, right?!"

"It's not that exaggerated...... Zhu Mingli waved his hand, "I wrote the first hundred chapters before, and this summer, I usually spend most of my time writing novels, and that's about the ...... Well, more than 700,000 words......"

"That's also amazing!" Wu Xinyan praised again and again, "My typing speed is very slow, so it seems that I am a little unsuitable for writing online novels." But if I want to write youth literature like you said, what should I write?"

"If you're going to write a young adult novel, it's easy. Zhu Mingli suggested, "The so-called art comes from life, and you can directly draw materials from our current student life!"

"Really?" Wu Xinyan nodded thoughtfully.

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the bottom of the boys' dormitory, so they said goodbye to each other, Wu Xinyan continued to walk forward, and Zhu Mingli went upstairs.

Back in the dormitory, several people coaxed Zhu Mingli to ask what he had just talked to Wu Xinyan.

Zhu Mingli didn't say anything, while holding a bucket and laundry detergent, he went to the washing table to wash the school uniform he had just received, and by the way, he vaguely coaxed a few people.